'Over the course of my long life I have come to believe that we are bound forever to those with whom we share blood. And while we may not choose our family, that bond can be our greatest strength or our deepest regret. This unfortunate truth has haunted me for as long as I can recall.'
~Elijah Mikaelson
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Mississippi River, 300 years ago
The night was cold and dark, fog moving across like a veil in the wind, not a sliver of light peeking through the thick clouds. A small empty rowing boat was sitting on the still water surface, bobbing slightly. A lantern was glowing a few feet away giving an eerie glow. Standing nearby, were two men.
"What do you make of that?" asked the first man, looking at his companion, confused.
"No banner, no flag," said the second one looking into the distance, where a single dark ship stood. "Floated in out of nowhere. A miracle ship." he continued, looking at his friend, curiosity brimming in his grey pools.
The first man was staring at the ship, wondering, "Why is it just sitting out there?"
"I suppose we ought to find out."
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The two men had climbed aboard the ship, with a few more companions and were walking down to the bilge of the ship.
The doors to the bilge creek open. As the men walk inside, they see, that the bilge was filled with barrels, all around them. The stairs creek under the five men as they climb down.
They look around and all they see are barrels, filled with who knew what.
"Where in hell is everyone?"
"Deserted. Which makes everything in the hold legally forfeit." says the second man. "Take what suits you." he said turning back and looking at the other men, climbing down the stairs.
"What do you make of that?" said the first man, just having noticed the two coffins lying about.
"Open it up."
The workers move around, towards the dark coffins, engraved with an elegant M on the front, while the others wait around it, curious. What they find shocks them, making them gasp and back off.
Lying in the coffin, with dark black veins all over its face was a body, with a blade stuck right in its heart.
"What the hell?"
A sudden movement and a whoosh of wind startles the men, making them turn back in surprise, to see one of the men wasn't where he was just moments before.
It happens again, with the man who'd opened the coffin, who disappeared with a shout. A third man disappeared the same way, making the other two turn around in shock. One of them start to run away in fear, up the stairs, leaving the other behind.
He gets yanked up by his collars and disappears. Seeing that the only man left whips around in surprise, gasping, as he hears a noise, behind him. He looks around in fear, when he hears a woman's voice.
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(possibly on pemanant hiatus) Always And Forever |Stiles| |Book 1|
FanficABANDONED Book One in the Stiles Mikaelson Series. Stiles Stilinski........no. Mikaelson. Stiles Mikaelson. Stiles had had enough of his brother Niklaus daggering his siblings, when finally he got daggered and woke up after a century for falling...
